Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14

“Erin Over here!”

I spotted Amy waving frantically from near the main entrance, Jack standing beside her looking half asleep despite the early hour.

They were the only real friends I’d made since sophomore year started. Amy with her bright red hair and endless energy, and Jack with his terrible jokes and brilliant mind.

“Hey guys,” I said, joining them “Ready for today?”

“Born ready,” Amy grinned. “Though I think Jack might still be in a coma.”

Back yawned dramatically. “I was up until 3 AM finishing my slides. This better be worth it.

“Did you submit your materials to Professor yet?” Amy asked me.

I shook my head. “That’s my first stop.”

“Better hurry,” Jack warned. “He was looking for you earlier.”

I practically ran to the Science building, anxiety churning in my stomach. All this preparation would be for nothing if 1 missed the submission deadline.

When I reached Professor’s office, I found only a note directing students to Room 103. Inside, a volunteer sat behind a desk covered in USB drives and folders.

“Hi, I’m here to submit my presentation materials,” I said, pulling out my USB. “I’m Erin Blackwood, presenting at eleven.”

The girl looked up, something flickering across her face when she heard my name. “Blackwood,” she repeated, scanning her laptop. “Right. Eleven o’clock

She took my USB drive, slipping it into a folder with my name. “Good luck today,” she said, but something in her tone didn’t match her words.

I’d gotten used to that reaction over the past six months. The subtle change when people recognized my name, connected me to the incident” at the

Larkwood Estate.

Walking toward the auditorium, I suddenly felt a strange prickling at the back of my neck. My wolf, who’d been unusually quiet lately, stirred uneasily inside mr. It was that same sensation I’d felt when Derek was near–like electricity dancing across my skin, making every nerve ending come alive.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered, stopping in an empty hallway.

She didn’t answer, but the feeling of uncase grew stronger. Just what I needed on the most important day of the semester–my wolf acting weird again.

The auditorium was massive, with polished wood floors and seating for hundreds. Spotlights illuminated the stage where a podium stood before an enormous projection screen.

I slid in beside Amy and Jack in the third row. “All set?” Amy whispered.

I nodded, trying to ignore the strange restlessness building inside me. My wolf was definitely agitated, pacing and growling. The sensation was unmistakable —that panie magnetic pull I’d felt six months ago, like my very cells were being drawn toward something… someone.

The Dean walked unstage, tapping the microphone. “Good morning, students and esteemed guests. Welcome to the fifteenth annual Silvermoon Academy Innovation Speech Competition.”

As he droned on about the competition’s prestigious history, my unease grew stronger. My palms started sweating, and my heart raced. Heat spread through my body like wildfire, pooling low in my belly.

“You look like you’re about to poke,” Jack whispered. “Breathe, Erin,”

I’m fine,” I whispered back, even as my wolf became more frantic.

Something was wrong. This feeling was too familiar. The last time my wolf had reacted this way was when she’d sensed Derek.